The above picture was taken during the 1st World War and is that of My Great Grandfather, who was on hospital leave at the time. He actually faked his age so that he could join up, being just 15 years of age. Fortunately he survived to tell the tale, unlike so many others. He's actually a Robertson on my mother's side. It gets confusing after a while because we have Robertsons on every side of our family at regular intervals. We think there's a high possibility that at some point they've all intermarried...
Anyhow, Willie was a great character from a large family of ten or eleven. He loved his horse racing (bless him) and supported Glasgow Celtic Fottball Club (nobody's perfect, eh sis?) but I don't hold that against him! The fanfic story 'Lipstick, Powder and Paint' was actually based on something that my overly-creative mother did to the poor man when he was asleep!
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